Snape even asked them, quite puzzled, if they were fighting over a mate.
It made both of them blush to the tips of their ears.
Soon, the three Professors divided up to organize one-on-one practice for the children.
Because of the example set by Flint and Lee Jordan, and with the three Professors as a safety net, no one dared to throw down their wand and rush at their opponent halfway through a fight.
If anyone did…
Refer to Crabbe and Goyle, who were currently hanging upside down.
As for Harry, he was practicing with Draco and Hermione… more accurately, he was feeding them spells, one against two.
Because among the people he knew, no one was willing to fight him one-on-one.
Howl was currently observing the battle between Oliver Hedlund and a Ravenclaw.
Hedlund was the seventh-year Slytherin. He was also the Wizard who had curiously asked Harry what he wanted to do in the future last year.
With a Disarming Charm hidden within a flock of birds hitting the enemy, the duel came to a swift and clean end.
Hedlund wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Howl.
"Professor!"
Howl glanced at him.
He took a deep breath, then said, "Could you let me truly experience what it feels like to fight a powerful Wizard? That trembling sensation, that immense pressure… I think this is far more important than dueling techniques or anything else."
Howl looked at him, remaining silent.
Hedlund raised his head slightly in confusion, and then, an overwhelming aura pressed down around him.
The surrounding light seemed to distort, the noisy sounds of duels stretched out,
The entire Great Hall suddenly felt as if only the two of them existed, and the person opposite him seemed to be shrouded in shadow, like a towering mountain, indifferently looking down at him.
Then, Howl slowly blinked.
The noisy sounds of duels returned to his ears, and the surrounding scene gradually became bright and clear.
At this moment, his brain belatedly reacted, and he shivered all over.
Never before had he understood so clearly, as he did in that moment, what an aura was.
That materialized pressure, emanating from the spiritual level, made people surrender without a fight.
"You seem to have relatively rich combat experience?"
Hedlund nodded: "I have relatives who are Aurors, and we often practice together during the holidays."
"I see." Howl nodded, then prepared to turn and leave.
"Professor." He called out again,
"Excuse me, are the Dark Wizards outside also this strong?" He said hesitantly, "I want to travel to many places in the future, so I want to understand the Wizarding World outside."
Finally, he quickly added, "The Wizarding World outside the Ministry of Magic."
Howl's mouth twitched slightly, then he said, "Not that strong, you're overestimating them.
For you, the dangerous part about Dark Wizards outside isn't the actual combat. It's the despicable acts born from various dirty thoughts.
Those insidious Dark Arts artifacts, Curses, and—human hearts—are the most dangerous.
I will tell you about these in the upcoming lessons. After all, dueling content is for fourth and fifth years.
In the advanced class, we won't stop at just dueling!"
Hedlund took a deep breath: "I understand."
Howl nodded, then reminded him, "Oh, right, if your goal is to travel, don't limit yourself to the Wizarding World; that's too narrow-minded."
Too narrow-minded…
Hedlund was stunned for a while; this was the first time he had heard anyone say that to him.
While most Wizards his age were thinking about where to work after graduation, he was thinking about traveling the Wizarding World. He had asked Harry what he wanted to do in the future last year; he had a clear goal for it in his mind.
He had never felt that the phrase "narrow-minded" could apply to him.
However…
"Professor, what do you mean?"
"Go see the world of ordinary people, see the great power of non-spellcasters, see their daily development. I think this would be a good choice for any Wizard."
As he spoke, Howl noticed more eyes gathering around them.
This area was mostly filled with older students.
"You are spellcasters, you are people who possess the ability to influence the rules of the world. Wasting life on trivial matters is truly… a shame!
I am not belittling trivial matters or ordinary jobs.
Whether it's going to St. Mungo's to save lives, or pursuing a career in the Ministry of Magic, or simply wanting to worry about three meals a day, or traveling the world and enjoying life.
These are all excellent choices, with no hierarchy.
But I hope these choices are made by you after seeing this world.
And not foolish actions made by being blinded by rules set by certain people."
"But I want to be a screenwriter, and the Wizarding World doesn't even have movies," a Hufflepuff child muttered with a chuckle.
"Then go try it. You'll be less than eighteen after graduation; you still have many choices." Howl glanced at him.
"I said, don't limit yourself to the Wizarding World."
"No one has ever stipulated that after attending Hogwarts, you must live in the Wizarding World."
"You should do what you want to do."
As he spoke, Howl turned around; on the other side, Dumbledore walked over.
However, these older students completely ignored him; usually, when they saw Dumbledore, they would always have a discussion.
But now, they had more important things to ponder.
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